Bad love…
Bad love…. I felt the darkness of the night overtaking the lights of the day. Stealing away the gentleness that is left in me. The once sweet memories had turn to a cancer.… Continue reading
Tag Archive: John Castellenas
I try to remember….
I try to remember A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld poetry with are-write. Written in 1992/rewritten in 2014 I try to remember…. I tried to remember the curves of your body. Us blindfolded by… Continue reading
Tattoos…..
Tattoos A Poem by Coyote PoetryOld stories become better with time. Tattoos…. My pretty lady friend with tattoos on her back and legs. She asked me. Do you like my tattoos? I… Continue reading
Purgatory Inn, “Conversation with a siren.”
Purgatory Inn — “Conversation with a Siren” Always good company at the Purgatory Inn. Chess games are being played. Long and deep conversation being done. Purgatory Inn, never closes and always entertaining. Tonight… Continue reading
The Purgatory Inn, part two…
The Purgatory Inn, part two A Poem by Coyote PoetryI needed a night at the Purgatory Inn. The Purgatory Inn, part two…. On the wall of the Purgatory inn behind the bar.… Continue reading
The lost and found…
The lost and found A Poem by Coyote PoetryWhen love is misplaced. hard to find again. The lost and found…. I loved the Monterey nights. I would walk from Fort Ord, California to… Continue reading
Nothing will last forever….
Nothing will last forever A Poem by Coyote PoetryWritten in 1989 Nothing will last forever…. She sat alone. Her lingering tears falling down her beautiful face. I have told her often. Nothing last… Continue reading
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay?
The crossroads of the embrace or the decay? A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe decide what we need and not with the quickest of decision. If we knew. It was the last time you would… Continue reading
Broken promises and forgotten places….
Broken promises and forgotten places A Poem by Coyote PoetryA wise man accept responsibility for his actions. Broken promises and lost places I remembered we had dreams of being barefoot in wildflowers fields… Continue reading
I serenaded to the paragon of beauty…
(Big Sur, 1992) I serenaded to the paragon of beauty. A Poem by Coyote PoetryWe were shadows dancing upon the beach. Safe from the peril of real life I serenaded to the paragon… Continue reading